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Yi Xingwen turned around with a cold face, and was about to leave, but he was facing the bookshelf beside the bed.

There are only books on the middle two floors on the bookshelves, most of them are vertical and neatly stacked, and there are a few books that Yu Fan often reads stacked together on the far right of the third floor, and Yi Xingwen can see the top at a glance The cover of that book—the black and gold background, against the scary red drip-dyed font—he is very familiar with it.

Because this novel is exactly the horror novel he just finished a month ago.

Looks like it's only been published for less than a week.

Yi Xingwen's face softened a little, and he looked intently, and found that most of the books on the bookshelf had names he was familiar with.

From the first book he wrote when he was in college, to the works in recent years, and some peripherals, everything is there.

And each work is more than just one book.

Generally speaking, the books on the second floor and the third floor are basically the same, but most of the books on the second floor have been opened, and they seem to have been read, and the third floor is full of unopened books, which are kept as collections.

Yi Xingwen thought it was a coincidence, but was very surprised. He was stunned for a moment and then chuckled in his heart. His hazy anger was poked by joy, and immediately dispersed like a cloud of smoke.

Neighborhood camaraderie, audience camaraderie.

If money is added to this relationship, I am afraid it will be enough.

Yi Xingwen sighed softly, thinking open-mindedly: After all, readers are his parents, so even if he suffers a little bit...he just needs to bear it.

After finishing his ideological work, Yi Xingwen felt relieved.

The person on the bed didn't feel too good after losing his temper. He regretted it for a while under the quilt, and the gradually soaring sense of guilt diluted the headache a bit.

Yu Fan struggled for a moment, and was apologizing to Yi Xingwen, but when he got up, he only saw him leaving.

He froze for a while, scratched his hair irritably, got up from the bed, picked up the pillow on the floor, patted it, and fell back down again like a corpse.

If you hesitate, you will lose!

Ahhh, so annoying!

Yu Fan was rolling on the bed in regret, when the person who had left suddenly came back, holding... a lot of things in his hand.

Yu Fan stared blankly at Yi Xingwen putting a small table in front of him, then put the plates on the table one by one, broke the disposable chopsticks and handed them to him, and said with a smile: "Eat."

It can be described as home service.

Holding the chopsticks, Yu Fan lowered his head to look at the dishes. These should be the takeaways he ordered in the morning, but after more than an hour, they were still steaming. He reasonably suspected that Yi Xingwen had just gone to help him heat up the food.

Yu Fan opened his mouth in a daze, and looked up at Yi Xingwen.

Just now, the elder brother of the neighbor was treated so violently by him, he didn't scold him, he didn't turn his head and leave, and never contacted him again, but warmed up the meal for him, and served it to him on the bed himself, and there was no trace of anger on his face .

Yu Fan was about to cry.

What kind of peerless good neighbor in the 21st century is this!

Yu Fan regretted and said guiltily: "You..."

Yi Xingwen smiled nonchalantly, "I thought about it just now, it seems that taking medicine on an empty stomach is not good, you should eat first, and then take medicine after meals."

Yu Fan sniffed and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Brother, why are you so nice!"

Because he just got up from the bed, his cheeks were slightly red, his black hair was fluffy and messy, and his big pure and bright eyes were looking at Yi Xingwen with gratitude and guilt, pitiful and cute.

Yi Xingwen resisted the urge to raise his hand to stroke his hair, and smiled lightly, "If you know I'm fine, hurry up and eat."

Yu Fan immediately nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

Yi Xingwen smiled, turned and went out.

When I got to the door, I heard Yu Fan muttering and complaining in a low voice, "Ah, the takeaway is so bad, I really want to eat roasted chicken legs!"

Yi Xingwen stopped for a while, then walked away and returned to his home.

Just now I was busy helping him heat up the meal, so I forgot to bring the thermos and medicine.

Yi Xingwen picked up the thermos cup, turned back when he walked to the door, opened the wine cabinet and found a honey pot on the upper floor, scooped a spoonful into the thermos cup, and stirred it gently.

When he arrived at Yu Fan's house, he had already put down his chopsticks.Because the rice didn't suit his appetite, he took a few bites and put it aside.

Yi Xingwen handed him some antipyretics and cold medicine, "Take the medicine, then cover the quilt and sleep well, and you will be fine when you wake up."

Yu Fan frowned and took the pills, pouted his lips, and resisted very much, "Is it okay not to take it?"

Yi Xingwen opened the thermos cup and stuffed it into his other hand, and said with a smile, "No."

Seeing that there was no room for recovery, Yu Fan reluctantly stuffed the pill into his mouth, and quickly took a sip of water from the thermos.He originally thought it would be very bitter, but he didn't expect the water in his mouth to be sweet, suppressing most of the bitterness of the pills.

He swallowed the pill and said pleasantly, "Sweet."

Facing his black eyes again, Yi Xingwen couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand to rub his soft hair, and left quickly, "The cup is new, so I'll put it here with you, as a...meeting gift."

Yu Fan has always been disgusted by being touched on the head, but the elder brother of the neighbor only touched it lightly, as if he was just expressing his affection and tolerance for him, and he had no reason to make trouble, so he nodded in a daze.

Seeing that he had eaten and taken medicine, Yi Xingwen put away the table on the bed, put away all the used tableware, and said softly, "Go to sleep, I'm going back, send me a WeChat message if you have anything to do."

Yu Fan was really embarrassed that the elder brother of the neighbor was so considerate, but he didn't know how to help after making a move.He was in a panic, and when he heard Yi Xingwen say goodbye to him, he nodded subconsciously and said, "Goodbye."

Yi Xingwen smiled and said, "Goodbye."

When he walked out, the door was gently closed.

Yu Fan's mind went blank for a few seconds, then he spread his arms and lay down on the bed in the character "big", and took a deep breath.

He reflected on his behavior, stared at the ceiling and thought to himself: "I am so irritable and so useless, the neighbor elder brother won't think of me as the kind of waste who is lazy and loses his temper! Ahhh!"

I'd better wait and thank him later.

The next day was a weekend, early in the morning, Yi Xingwen went to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

When he came back, he took a few big chicken legs out of the bag, cleaned them, blotted the water with absorbent paper, scored three cuts on both sides of the chicken legs for easy flavoring, then put them in a small pot, added appropriate amount of onion, ginger, garlic, Pepper, light soy sauce, cooking wine, barbecue sauce and a pinch of salt, mix well, cover and put in the refrigerator to marinate.

After a few hours, take out the marinated chicken legs, put them in the oven, and start roasting at [-] degrees.

After Yi Xingwen finished all this, he took off the disposable gloves and went to the room to take a look at the two blushing chickens who were restless.

There are two jujube trees planted in the small garden of the villa. Every day, many sparrows and magpies stop and rest on the trees, occasionally making a call or two, and Xiao Wu and Qu Zi will echo in the room excitedly.

Now there is a magpie standing on the jujube tree. This magpie seems to have heard that there is a similar one in this family. It stands on the tree and is chatting with the two chickens.

Yi Xingwen couldn't understand what they were talking about, but seeing Xiao Wu and Qu Zi's angry faces, almost jumping down the cage, he knew what the magpie had said to make them angry. Chatting online through the wall, I can't wait to spray face to face.

Yi Xingwen shook his head amusedly, reached out and lifted the cage out, hung it on the hook on the wall of the entrance, and opened the door by the way, allowing the quarreling parties to meet face to face.

Sure enough, as soon as they met, the crowing of the two chickens became louder, as if they were competing with the magpie for the loudest.

Yi Xingwen listened to them arguing for a while with great interest, until after 10 minutes, they seemed to be tired and called a temporary truce.Yi Xingwen had time to go to the kitchen to check the oven.

Twenty minutes later, the unique aroma of chicken drumsticks has been exuded.

Yi Xingwen took a deep breath, nodded in satisfaction, put on gloves and took out the tray, brushed a layer of honey water on the surface of the chicken legs with a soft brush, pushed it in and baked it for 10 minutes.

Next door, Yu Fan just got up from the bed. He had a good sleep after taking the medicine yesterday, and he is much more energetic today. His head doesn’t hurt and his voice is not hoarse anymore. It’s just that he didn’t have a good appetite and didn’t eat anything yesterday. He was so hungry that he growled.

He went downstairs to find something to eat, but when he walked to the kitchen, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

He opened the refrigerator and sniffed carefully, only the smell of lemon in the refrigerator was used to remove the smell. He took a bag of bread and walked towards the living room, whispering incredulously: "No way, hallucinations? I just thought about it yesterday. You can't wait to smell the roasted chicken legs today?"

As he gnawed on the bread, he doubted his life. He always felt that there was still a faint smell of roasted chicken legs lingering in the air, so that the bread in his mouth became more and more tasteless.

The more Yu Fan thought about it, the more sad he became.

Why can I eat dry bread when everyone else eats roast chicken legs-not even a strawberry jam!

He threw the innocent bread angrily, followed the scent and opened the kitchen window.

This villa area has been around for some years, and there is not much gap between the houses like other luxury villa areas, and the courtyard wall is a fence that does not block the view.Looking from the kitchen on the first floor of Yu Ban's house, all the things on the first floor next door can be seen.

The premise is that the curtains next door are not drawn and the windows are open.

After opening the window, a strong smell of roasted chicken drumsticks came over my face, and Yu Fan was so greedy that he almost performed Liu Ha Lazi on the spot.

He stretched his neck and looked over, the elder brother of the neighbor was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, smelling the mouth-watering aroma, and looking at the dishes on the counter, this meal must be very rich.

Thinking about the stomach that has been abused for the past few days, Yu Fan shed tears of envy and uncontrollable saliva.

He stretched out his hand and slapped his forehead hard, trying to wake himself up, then closed the window like a bell, and walked upstairs, mumbling as he walked to imply that he was not hungry and didn't want to eat.

Then when he was approaching the door of the bedroom, he turned around and went to the bedroom next door to him.

A few minutes later, holding the precious red wine dug out of the safe, he embarked on his second journey of apology.

As soon as Yi Xingwen opened the lid of the rice cooker, he heard Xiaoqu at the door suddenly start playing the ending song of the news broadcast. He turned around and found the little head poking in from the door.

He was not surprised at all, and even glanced at the window which he opened wide with approval, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yu Fan?"

Yu Fan pinned on the door a little embarrassed, "Your door was open, I just walked in, that... it smells so good."

Yi Xingwen looked at him and felt that "want to eat, want to eat, want to eat" was written all over his face.

He couldn't help laughing and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

The author has something to say: The cute blush chicken is serious: "I'm sorry, I majored in 'asking what I know' in college."

Seven Kings of Fish: "(fainted from hunger) I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat!"